a blog for wherever I am at the moment (currently hiding in the closet)
Sometimes this business is about blind faith: the action of moving forward even when you can’t see your feet.
I’m starting a contest, I have a blog tour lined up, and I have no book in hand. Am I crazy?
It sure feels that way. From the moment I opened up my email from Passion in Print Press and saw the contract, my life has felt a little surreal. Like, at any moment, someone is going to shake me awake and yell “Psych!”
As of writing this I have no edits for my book yet, but my editor assures me they are on the way and my January will be a whirl of edits. I do have a cover. I do have a release date. But without the edits I have to wonder, will it all come together? That’s when you have to let it go and trust your publisher. And that can be difficult.
Actually, it makes me realize that this whole writing thing is an exercise in faith. We pick up our pens (okay, open our laptops) and start pouring out our souls onto the paper. We do this without any assurance that someone will even read it, let alone like it enough to publish it. We do this in a sublime state of naivete, confident in our ignorance that we can do this and they will like it and they will buy it. And then reality sets in.
After finishing your first WIP, you have to stop writing. Stop editing. And let someone read it. This is cliff-walking. This is scary.
This is a leap of faith. Putting your baby into the hands of a stranger to read for the very first time. (Or in my case, a very good friend. Thanks K2!) You bite your nails, fret, stop yourself from emailing ten times a day to ask if they like it. And, hopefully they do. But then it’s on to the next cliff.
You have to send it to a publisher, or an agent, or a contest. You have to, eventually, take the leap and let it go into the cruel hard world. And it is cruel. We get rejected. We get hurt. And then, if you are going to succeed, you have to do it again.
Authors are cock-eyed optimists, we have to be. Only an author would take rejection, over and over and over and then still send it out, just that last time. When I heard Sherilyn Kenyon’s story about how she had been rejected, lost her publisher, lost her agent and still sent off her story with her last stamp (from the car where she was living with her family), well…it’s just another example of how crazy we all are. How crazy you need to be to succeed.
So here I sit, frantically typing blogs for my over zealous blog tour for my first baby novella. Setting up contests and buying swag, all in the hopes that: yes Virgina, there will be a book.
What leaps of faith have you taken lately? Have you sent off your ms, yet again? What about contests? Any Golden Heart entries?
And don’t forget to enter my Little Red Riding Wolf contest. You need to start HERE on the Paranormal Freebies site. Little Red Riding Wolf will be available (my fingers are crossed, which makes typing very difficult) on February 18th, from Passion in Print Press. And I’m celebrating with giveaways!